white wednesday.
for the first time
since ever
i stretch, silly but smiling
slipped into almost perfectionist sensations
with a sacred someone
that slithered in sync
and a supercilious heart
that shuddered
just past
my outstretched
fingertips
domestically shrugging on clothes
sickeningly so, so i smile
slurring over reverse-salutations
you slide slowly off-screen
so i sigh, i'm sorry.
i miss the kiss
the sensation of skin
the silvery shade
of someone's chest
in starlight
listen, i'm not dissappointed
but even this
is no medicine
i certainly can't face this, my sweetness.
i am afloat in your sea of saltwater.
it's secret sabotage to my safety
like that sharp pin, with a cheshire grin.
you simply make me smile.
